Pirate Kingship

The night is getting darker, but Georgetown, the international port on Grand Tayman Island, is brightly lit.

If an [Eagle Spirit Warrior] transforms into an eagle and looks down from high in the sky, just by looking at the brightness of the lights, he can tell where the prosperous and backward parts of the entire Bantaan Islands are.

As a public port with free trade, no restrictions on personnel status, and a black and white system, this international port is many times more lively and prosperous than Port Royal in many countries.

The only one that can be compared with it is probably the new pirate city Black Sails Port in the Bahamas.

However, compared to that "one of the most depraved places on the sea" with dysfunctional public management and filth, the beautiful and well-planned international port is simply a paradise.

Here, all kinds of white, gray, and black businesses are as good as Black Sail Port, but they are all clearly distinguished and managed in an orderly manner.

At night, the most lively port area, where offices of major forces gather, almost turns into a city that never sleeps.

This time.

A group of privateers who had just returned from a mission stopped at the port under the guidance of a bright lighthouse.

The first colonists who experienced the hard times felt the most.

The original dilapidated lighthouse became more and more brilliant after receiving an adequate supply of spices, and it seemed that it would become more and more brilliant.

In addition to the privateering pirates who returned home with a full load after a hard day's plundering on the ship.

A group of armed tax officers with silver dragon head armbands on their arms, indicating that their duties belong to the Treasury Department of the Governor's Palace, also walked towards the port area talking and laughing.

“Congratulations to Captain Ron for your hard work.

Not only did I complete this month's tax assessment task ahead of schedule, I also received a bottle of [Angel's Kiss] and 5 grams of spices in exchange for successfully awakening my spirituality.

From then on, he became an extraordinary person. "

All the team members were full of envy and couldn't help but congratulate the team leader.

“This is because the captain has accumulated a lot of experience and just missed the final kick.

If it were us, even if we had the qualifications, we would not be able to successfully break through so quickly with only such a small amount of resources.

However, the road to Captain 721’s fission mode is right in front of us, and we will be able to do it sooner or later. "

Some team members are ambitious and confident in their future.

"Captain, have you decided which extraordinary sequence you want to take?

Our immediate boss in the tax department is Miss Catherine [Mithril Dragon].

I heard that if you take up a job as [Golden Eye], [Pawn Merchant] or [Treasure Guard] in the gold-dollar sequence, you will receive resource subsidies.

It is said that if you apply to be transferred to Riptide Fortress, you will be given resources to switch to occupations that are urgently needed by the company such as [Fortress Guard] and [Fortress Expert].

It’s just that the early training can be hard. "

Captain Ron, who is not very tall but walks extremely calmly, listens to the tax team members' discussions with a smile on his face and chimes in a few words from time to time.

Clearly much loved.

He had a very energetic short red haircut and even his beard was clean shaven, exuding a strong military temperament from the inside out.

In fact, these people, headed by captain Ron, were the former Castilian navy soldiers whom Byron had rescued from the merchant ship.

Because the serving warships did not want to pay wages, they exchanged their sailors from various countries with the crew of the merchant ship Teapot (Chapter 181).

If it hadn't been for meeting Byron, I'm afraid that sooner or later, the second mate who practiced black magic [Head Shrinking Technique] would have been used as witchcraft material, and they would have ended up with their heads missing and their bodies missing.

After being rescued by Byron, they joined the Armed Tax Audit Division within the Vanguard Colonial Company, managed by Catherine.

Everything is compared to the "Royal Tax Inspection Service" inspection team that was just wiped out by a flare.

In terms of the institutional system and the purity of the "armed inspection" alone, it is more authentic than the former.

They are specifically responsible for inspecting merchant ships on the east-west route. Those who have not paid taxes in advance will board the ships to collect taxes. Those who have paid taxes in advance will also conduct random inspections to uphold justice for the sailors.

After a period of fermentation, Pioneer Navigation Company now has an excellent reputation among sailors.

It also further prompted a large number of oppressed outstanding sailors to continuously find ways to actively join the company.

Unlike the serious armed forces of other official forces, most of the privateering fleets are gold-eating beasts that can only get in and out.

Its biggest feature is that it can actively make money, and it can make money together up and down according to the 721 model.

The bigger the scale, the more money you make.

Referring to the four industry quadrants of Taurus, thin dogs, celebrities, and children, there is no doubt that it is a good business that makes money every day like a "Taurus".

"Which extraordinary path should I choose? I should probably choose [Treasure Guard].

Because every time Miss Catherine lectured the armed tax inspector, she said that her wallet would shrink for no reason, and the tighter the gold was, the faster it would be lost.

I think she may be lacking a guard who can look after the vault responsibly! "

Although he has never heard of the saying that "the end of the career path is the janitorial booth."

But out of gratitude to the company and Sea Hunter, this honest man still resolutely chose this career that would save him 40 years of detours.

Just to protect the company's property.

At this moment, Ron suddenly moved his nose and turned to look at an auction house next to the road.

"Captain, what's wrong?"

Ron instantly grabbed the flintlock musket on his shoulder and said in a serious voice:

"Alert! There is suddenly a strong smell of blood here!"

Although the copper nameplate of the Golden Palm Trading Company in front of the door made them, the tax officials, instinctively hate it, but their duties made it impossible for them to turn a blind eye to this abnormality.

Moreover, their future all depends on the company. Whether it is the extraordinary road or the deposit, they all prosper and suffer together.

However, before they could line up the battle formation and slowly approached.

Boom!

There was a loud bang, and the flames shot up to the sky.

A big hole was blown out of the white marble wall of the Golden Palm Trading Company auction house.

Three agile figures flew out of it, and like monkeys, they jumped high onto the surrounding buildings with just a few takeoffs and landings.

With the bright moonlight and the lights nearby, Ron and his party also saw that the three figures were actually three weird clowns.

They wore funny clown costumes, colorful wigs, and thick oil paint on their faces.

Especially a red nose, a bloody mouth grinning to the ears, and blood stains on the body.

This kind of human-like and non-human appearance instantly triggered the "uncanny valley".

As a result, they not only lacked the sense of humor of normal clowns, but also made people feel cold in their hearts.

One of them was playing with flying knives, and the other was throwing seven or eight red spherical bombs in his hand.

The leader held up a nautical chart, admired the moon in the sky carefully for a while, and showed an exaggerated smile that normal humans could not do at all:

"Ha ha ha, the defense of the International Port is just like this.

The information bought from the black market was indeed correct. It was very easy to get a treasure map of Treasure Island here.

All the treasures on Treasure Island are mine."

It is obvious that a city that is too free and too vibrant is not a good thing.

Even though too many insiders and spies have quietly disappeared in this international port, it still has not been able to completely dispel the fluke mentality of some people.

Especially the middle-sequence extraordinary people who are self-reliant on their strength.

"Black market intelligence?

It's an invader, open fire!"

Instantly realized that the other party's actions did not seem to be impulsive, and the source of the information that led them here was also extremely suspicious.

But now is not the time to pursue that kind of thing.

As the closest armed personnel of the port management, Ron decisively ordered the attack.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Lines of fire intertwined in the night sky, covering the three clowns.

However, due to the long distance and upward shooting, the bullets did not pose much threat to the three weird clowns.

They moved around on the roof as if they were participating in the "dodge flying knife" show of the circus, and they easily avoided all the bullets.

"Ga ga ga, boring, too boring, is this all you can do?"

Sharp laughter pierced the night sky, as if mocking the guards' weakness and incompetence.

At the same time, they kept throwing red bombs in their hands, setting off violent explosions in the nearby buildings.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Flames and smoke swept up the gravel and wood chips into the sky.

At this time, the guards in charge of guarding the vault in the auction house also chased out under the leadership of James, the [Treasure Guard] who had fought with Bruch.

They were all covered in dust and blood, and their faces were extremely ugly.

"Be careful, they broke the [Minotaur Key] that I used to defend the treasury.

The [Clown Trick] mastered by the clown in the lead even easily broke through my ability limit and opened the lock of mysticism.

This person should be the leader of the Clown Pirates, a third-level extraordinary [Bone-eating Clown] Colas King!"

The core ability of the treasure guard at the second level [Minotaur Key].

It can ensure that they are the lock of the vault in the mystical sense. Before knocking them down, no one can take a gold coin from it.

The higher the value of the vault, the stronger the power that the treasure guard can exert.

At this moment, James was suppressed by the clown's unlocking ability under the suppression of his rank, and successfully stole the treasure map guarded by him.

"Trash, all boring trash.

This is a gift from the clown, please accept it without hesitation.

Everyone should be as happy as me! Hahahaha"

Amidst the incoherent laughter, the [Bone-eating Clown] Kras King raised his hand and scattered beautifully packaged gift boxes.

"Get out of the way."

Some people were unable to dodge and were immediately entangled by the fire snakes that came out of the gift boxes. They only had time to scream before they were quickly burned to ashes.

Among them were the Remit people and the tax inspection team of Pioneer Company.

Then the fire snakes spread to the nearby buildings, igniting a raging fire.

The riots in the port also began to spread at the same time.

[Bone-eating Clown] Kraskin obviously didn't take the International Port seriously at all.

According to the intelligence, this port has not had any outstanding achievements since it was opened, and the only time the Barbary pirates were repelled was when the coalition forces "met at the right time".

Fowei, Fowei, although this world of fame and fortune is about human relationships, it also requires fighting and killing!

If either Wei or Fu is missing, they will suffer a heavy blow.

"The port was attacked?"

"It seems someone robbed the Golden Palm auction house."

"How about us too?"

There are some ambitious people nearby who are chaotic by nature. Seeing this scene, they can't help but feel a little restless.

They may not have the courage to work alone, but once someone takes the lead, it is not impossible to start a massive "zero-dollar procurement".

If there are foreign invaders who want to destroy the international port, it is related to their lives and property, and they must be united in hatred.

But the threat of this clown is obviously not to this extent, so the official manager is naturally the weaker the better.

They are eager to completely open up the free market. Only without any supervision can they make the most black money with all kinds of unscrupulous means.

Who doesn't like to take advantage of the fire?

But what they don't know is.

Those who are good at fighting have no glorious achievements.

There is a [Golden Law] to monitor every corner. In normal times, most situations are prevented before they happen, and dangers have been resolved before others can see.

A miracle doctor once commented: His eldest brother's medical skills are the best, his second brother's medical skills are second, and his medical skills are the worst.

Others wonder: Since your medical skills are not the best, why are you the most famous?

The doctor replied: The eldest brother specializes in treating "pre-disease", often controlling the source and curing it in time when the disease has just started and has not yet occurred, so not many people know about it.

The second brother is good at treating early-stage diseases, and few people pay attention to it, and not many people know about it.

The patients he treats are often completely difficult and complicated diseases, and people around him pay more attention to them, so naturally his reputation becomes the greatest.

It can only be blamed on the Remit people themselves for running too many shady businesses.

The auction house uses a large number of law-breaking stones that can block the law network and various extraordinary abilities, becoming a blind spot for the monitoring of the [Golden Law] in the city.

It was not until the riots broke out that the alarm was triggered.

The three robbers were immediately captured by the law as soon as they landed on the street, attracting real defense forces.

A golden light broke through the air and manifested into Catherine's beautiful face in the air.

Her golden hair was flying wildly, and most of the city could hear the female voice that was pleasant but angry:

"Georgetown is under martial law. All irrelevant personnel are requested not to go out.

All non-combat employees of the company should withdraw and evacuate nearby personnel.

The Storm Cloaks block the port area, and the captains of the privateer fleet send marines into the city to maintain stability."

The orders were issued one by one in an orderly manner.

The entire port city was like a giant beast awakening, and like a precision machine, it immediately started to operate at high speed.

The atmosphere changed.

At the same time, Catherine shouted at the three clowns who did not restrain themselves:

"Mithril Guards, call them!"

Clang——!

A silver-white aura flashed above the city, and six silver-glowing behemoths, carrying gas explosions, fell towards the three clowns with a loud bang amid the sound of metal clashing.

"How dare you scum make trouble in my Dragon's Nest.

In order to raise money to support the construction of Torrent Fortress, I just developed the sixth phase of high-quality sea view houses in the port area.

You all deserve to die!"